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歌詞
作词 : A. Graham/A. Mamam/K. De Bruyne
作曲 : A. Graham/A. Mamam/K. De Bruyne
Yeah, grrat
Yeah, damn
I feel like John Wick, empty clips
Yeah, empty clips
Yeah, empty clips
Shell cases scatter the floor, bullets, they shatter the glass
I could feel the tension in this room like a chattering class
Everyday breakin' records, shit is just happening fast
That shit was a quick switch, yeah
I feel like I'm always on thin ice with a thick b***h
So many shots fired, I need me a clip switch
I'm in that ****in' bag right now I'm a lipstick
Sabbatical in Miami, this shit was holistic
Man, I remember niggas was jokin' 'bout some tick, tick
And now that rapper broke as ****, that boy a statistic
Empty clips, yeah
Empty clips
I'm almost expressionless
John Cena wouldn't know emotions I wrestlе with
Play 'bout the fact I was born a perfectionist
Still can't еven wrap my mind around the success of this
Point me to your boss, nigga, you a receptionist
I really hate the fact I make this shit sound effortless
I put so much thought into the messages
It's borderline obsessiveness, remember who you messin' with
White America say I'm becoming a threat
Black America love to remind me what my mama look like
As if I'd ever ****in' forget
I'm never enough
Much to their dismay, I'm levelin' up, yeah
There's too much treasure to hunt, there's too many hoes in the spot
The ratio seven to one
Livin' for right now 'cause I really think heaven's a front
Nadia died in Dubai
I waited on a spirit to come by for like seventeen months
That shit didn't visit me once, damn
She wanted to better her life
She wanted some opportunity, we wasn't given a bunch
Her ex would eat away at her soul, that nigga a munch
The last message she sent to my phone's about keeping in touch
So pardon me questioning God and not believing in much
It's Wick, man, don't listen to Wikipedia
Capo a wicked nigga, I pray it don't hit the media
They say, "Drake, you getting harder, funny is getting easier"
Rappers are slick comedians, and they get disobedient
And they don't stay in they lane, it's like niggas hit the median
Both say he the recipe, I must be the key ingredient
Capo might wick a man down with evil deviance
They gon' have to talk to Ouija boards like he be G'bian
Like the lodge was too big for you, you'll need a medium
Just to send a message to somebody you loved previous
Empty clips, yeah
作曲 : A. Graham/A. Mamam/K. De Bruyne
Yeah, grrat
Yeah, damn
I feel like John Wick, empty clips
Yeah, empty clips
Yeah, empty clips
Shell cases scatter the floor, bullets, they shatter the glass
I could feel the tension in this room like a chattering class
Everyday breakin' records, shit is just happening fast
That shit was a quick switch, yeah
I feel like I'm always on thin ice with a thick b***h
So many shots fired, I need me a clip switch
I'm in that ****in' bag right now I'm a lipstick
Sabbatical in Miami, this shit was holistic
Man, I remember niggas was jokin' 'bout some tick, tick
And now that rapper broke as ****, that boy a statistic
Empty clips, yeah
Empty clips
I'm almost expressionless
John Cena wouldn't know emotions I wrestlе with
Play 'bout the fact I was born a perfectionist
Still can't еven wrap my mind around the success of this
Point me to your boss, nigga, you a receptionist
I really hate the fact I make this shit sound effortless
I put so much thought into the messages
It's borderline obsessiveness, remember who you messin' with
White America say I'm becoming a threat
Black America love to remind me what my mama look like
As if I'd ever ****in' forget
I'm never enough
Much to their dismay, I'm levelin' up, yeah
There's too much treasure to hunt, there's too many hoes in the spot
The ratio seven to one
Livin' for right now 'cause I really think heaven's a front
Nadia died in Dubai
I waited on a spirit to come by for like seventeen months
That shit didn't visit me once, damn
She wanted to better her life
She wanted some opportunity, we wasn't given a bunch
Her ex would eat away at her soul, that nigga a munch
The last message she sent to my phone's about keeping in touch
So pardon me questioning God and not believing in much
It's Wick, man, don't listen to Wikipedia
Capo a wicked nigga, I pray it don't hit the media
They say, "Drake, you getting harder, funny is getting easier"
Rappers are slick comedians, and they get disobedient
And they don't stay in they lane, it's like niggas hit the median
Both say he the recipe, I must be the key ingredient
Capo might wick a man down with evil deviance
They gon' have to talk to Ouija boards like he be G'bian
Like the lodge was too big for you, you'll need a medium
Just to send a message to somebody you loved previous
Empty clips, yeah
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[00:00.000] 作词 : A. Graham/A. Mamam/K. De Bruyne [00:01.000] 作曲 : A. Graham/A. Mamam/K. De Bruyne [00:02.300] Yeah, grrat [00:06.532] Yeah, damn [00:09.767] I feel like John Wick, empty clips [00:13.270] Yeah, empty clips [00:16.003] Yeah, empty clips [00:18.862] [00:19.045] Shell cases scatter the floor, bullets, they shatter the glass [00:22.040] I could feel the tension in this room like a chattering class [00:24.866] Everyday breakin' records, shit is just happening fast [00:27.754] That shit was a quick switch, yeah [00:30.040] I feel like I'm always on thin ice with a thick b***h [00:33.437] So many shots fired, I need me a clip switch [00:36.118] I'm in that ****in' bag right now I'm a lipstick [00:39.142] Sabbatical in Miami, this shit was holistic [00:41.964] Man, I remember niggas was jokin' 'bout some tick, tick [00:44.709] And now that rapper broke as ****, that boy a statistic [00:47.657] Empty clips, yeah [00:50.733] Empty clips [00:52.171] [00:53.569] I'm almost expressionless [00:54.773] John Cena wouldn't know emotions I wrestlе with [00:57.773] Play 'bout the fact I was born a perfectionist [01:00.366] Still can't еven wrap my mind around the success of this [01:03.227] Point me to your boss, nigga, you a receptionist [01:06.447] I really hate the fact I make this shit sound effortless [01:09.167] I put so much thought into the messages [01:11.240] It's borderline obsessiveness, remember who you messin' with [01:14.231] White America say I'm becoming a threat [01:17.728] Black America love to remind me what my mama look like [01:21.328] As if I'd ever ****in' forget [01:22.987] I'm never enough [01:24.437] Much to their dismay, I'm levelin' up, yeah [01:27.181] There's too much treasure to hunt, there's too many hoes in the spot [01:30.567] The ratio seven to one [01:32.086] Livin' for right now 'cause I really think heaven's a front [01:35.095] Nadia died in Dubai [01:36.246] I waited on a spirit to come by for like seventeen months [01:39.102] That shit didn't visit me once, damn [01:41.514] She wanted to better her life [01:43.309] She wanted some opportunity, we wasn't given a bunch [01:46.164] Her ex would eat away at her soul, that nigga a munch [01:49.199] The last message she sent to my phone's about keeping in touch [01:52.035] So pardon me questioning God and not believing in much [01:54.626] It's Wick, man, don't listen to Wikipedia [01:58.040] Capo a wicked nigga, I pray it don't hit the media [02:00.475] They say, "Drake, you getting harder, funny is getting easier" [02:03.327] Rappers are slick comedians, and they get disobedient [02:06.355] And they don't stay in they lane, it's like niggas hit the median [02:09.063] Both say he the recipe, I must be the key ingredient [02:12.349] Capo might wick a man down with evil deviance [02:14.890] They gon' have to talk to Ouija boards like he be G'bian [02:17.918] Like the lodge was too big for you, you'll need a medium [02:20.639] Just to send a message to somebody you loved previous [02:23.715] Empty clips, yeah
